George Bujiu unbuttoned his windbreaker and sat on the sofa.
Luoyang saw the tube and plastic bag pulled out from his trousers. The tube was inserted directly into his bladder to drain urine. The bag contained less than half a bag of brown liquid.
When George Bush launched the "Desert Storm" military operation and bombed Iraq to pieces, he was still wearing crotchless pants and playing with plasticine in the kindergarten in Luoyang. Today, twenty years later, he is such a powerful figure in the country.
With the urine bag exposed in front of him, life is really like a dream.
George Bujiu took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Luoyang walked to the door and opened it.
The eyes of several people outside the door were focused on Luoyang's face.
Sun Shangxiang felt uneasy: "Luoyang Sang..."
Luoyang said: "I have already negotiated with Mr. Bujiu. The Special Investigation Department should release him soon and hold a press conference to publicly apologize. Shang Xiang, please arrange for someone to pick up Mr. Sunmen."
The stone hanging in Sun Shangxiang's heart finally fell to the ground. She nodded excitedly: "Hi!"
"I'm going to pick up the master!" Kusama Shihime was also very excited.
Luoyang warned: "Bring more people with you."
Lady Kusama glanced at Tachibana Abe, whose face was extremely gloomy, nodded understandingly, and left quickly.
This is also the reason why Luoyang opened the door to say hello. He had to prevent the Abe family from breaking the pot, and sent a killer to kill Sunmon Soseki on the way. Although Takahashi Musashi is dead, he still has more than 20 disciples, and those people are Abe
The samurai of the family are also dead warriors, and they can do anything when they go crazy.
"We can't let him go!" Abe Tachibana couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to the door.
The special forces commander reached out to grab her arm, but she threw it away.
Luoyang only needed one move or even one thought to subdue her, but he took a step back and got out of the way.
Abe Tachibana entered the door, pushed Luoyang away with his palm, and said angrily: "Mr. Bujiu, this man killed my father! Are you going to let go of Soseki Sunmon who was complicit with him? This is not fair, and you have no right.
Do this!」
George Bujiu, who was on the phone, looked up at Tachibana Abe and frowned.
"Murder! I'll kill you!" Abe Tachibana threw himself at Luoyang.
But before she could get close, two of George Bujiu's bodyguards pounced on her. One of them threw her to the ground with a fierce lunge. The other one immediately stepped forward and knelt on her neck with his knee.
This is how George Floyd, the lighthouse martyr, was sent away.
Abe Tachibana struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The special forces commander just watched and didn't even say a word of mercy.
Two bodyguards carried Abe Tachibana down.
McCulkin looked directly into Luoyang's eyes, with no expression on his face and no idea what he was thinking.
Luoyang walked towards McCulkin.
There was a trace of doubt in McCulkin's eyes. He couldn't guess what Luoyang wanted to do, but his soldier's intuition told him that this young Chinese man was a very dangerous person.
"Commander McCulkin, it's nice to meet you. I just needed to explain some situations to Mr. Bujiu. If I'm rude in any way, please forgive me." Luoyang extended his hand to McCulkin.
McCulkin shook hands with Luoyang and showed a plasticky smile on his face: "I am also very happy to meet you, Mr. Luo. I would like to ask, can you really cure Mr. Bujiu's disease?"
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Luoyang smiled calmly: "It's as simple as me shaking hands with the commander."
McCulkin was stunned for a moment. He knew very well what kind of cancer George Bujiu was suffering from, so based on his common sense, he didn't believe it at all, but he really couldn't figure out why the Chinese young man in front of him was confident. But if it was
Scam, how brave must the Chinese young man in front of me be to do this?
"Dr. Luo, please come in and talk." George Bujiu's voice came out.
"Excuse me." Luoyang turned around and walked in.
Sun Shangxiang looked at Luoyang quietly, that look was standard
Looking at her husband's eyes.
She knew that Luoyang came to greet McCulkin not for himself at all, but for the future interests of the Sun family.
What more can a woman ask for when she has such a husband?
But there is another reason that Sun Shangxiang doesn't know, that is, Luoyang found McCartin staring at him and was worried about being exposed, so he came to divert McCartin's attention. And gave McCartin a hint that he and McCartin were
George Bu's relationship will become very good after 9.
The door is closed.
Luoyang sat opposite George Bujiu.
"Dr. Luo, I have made arrangements. The Fuso Special Investigation Department has received instructions and is taking the steps to release the person. The press conference you requested is also being prepared. Your goal has been achieved. When will you give me treatment?
?" George Bujiu said.
Luoyang said: "Let's start now, please take off your pants."
George Bujiu stood up, first took off his windbreaker and then his pants, holding a plastic bag in one hand.
Who could have imagined that George Bujiu, who was once all-powerful and full of martial virtue, would expose his body like this and lose all his dignity.
Luoyang said: "You took out the catheter."
"Pull it out?" George Bujiu hesitated, "Then how can I pee?"
Luoyang said: "Mr. Bujiu, after I treat you, you won't need this anymore."
George Bujiu gritted his teeth and pulled out the catheter. The process was so painful that he grimaced, but he still endured it.
This is people, no matter how painful it is, they still want to live.
"You throw it in the trash can and then lie down on the sofa." Luoyang conductor George Bujiu.
George Bujiu didn't have any temper at all. He did whatever Luoyang asked him to do. He threw the catheter and urine bag into the trash can honestly, and then went back to the sofa to lie down.
"Lift your legs and spread them apart." Luoyang continued to direct.
George Bujiu did as he was told.
Luoyang sat on the sofa, and the Taichu doctor pressed his fingers on the prostate, injected spiritual power, and performed the ancestral witch version of "endoscopy".
After the examination, he took out his Feather Blade Eye mobile phone and adjusted the camera to 20x to take an "ultra-clear color ultrasound" photo to further locate the lesion.
After completing these two examinations, Luoyang picked up the fruit knife placed on the coffee table and pressed the blade against George Bujiu's prostate.
George Bujiu couldn't hold back his anger: "Doctor Luo, are you going to operate on me with a fruit knife?"
Luoyang replied: "Sorry, I didn't prepare a scalpel."
George Bujiu's heart skipped a beat, and a horrified expression appeared on his face.
Luoyang waved his hand, and the tip of the fruit knife made a slight cut, and a little blood flowed out from the wound.
"Mr. Bujiu, don't worry, it's just a small cut." Luoyang was also afraid of scaring George Bujiu, so he immediately put the fruit knife back to its original position.
George Bujiu hesitated to speak, but now that the matter was over, he had no other choice but to believe in Luoyang.
Luoyang flicked his fingers lightly.
The millet green spirit insect crawled out from his collar, then jumped onto George Bujiu's prostate like a flea, tearing open the flesh and getting in.
In the past, it always crawled out of Luoyang's cuffs, but it moved, so the location where it came out also changed.
In the past, it liked to hide in warm and humid places, and the fresh air there was also its favorite. But something unexpected happened in the past two days, with constant earthquakes, raging mudslides, and prehistoric anteaters foraging for food. It can survive.
It was already a miracle, how could I dare to stay there, so I moved.
The millet green spirit insect has begun to work.
Luoyang used Taichu's medical fingers to provide guidance and assistance.
George Bujiu raised his head and glanced at Luoyang. He couldn't see what was going on below, but he could feel Luoyang's fingers moving slightly.
After a few seconds, George Bujiu could no longer hold his breath: "Dr. Luo, you use a fruit knife to make a cut, and then treat me for cancer with two fingers?"
"Shut up."
George Bujiu: "..."
He suddenly felt that when he bet on the fate of the beautiful country and ordered the launch of the Desert Storm military operation, he had no immediate excitement.